CHAPTER 55

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[ADITI]

I don't know why but Prakriti wanted me to stay with her. I didn't want to disturb their private lives but she forced me. She always had ways to emotionally black mail any one. I had to agree when it was her explaining me. She was more than a sister to me. I hope till now she didn't get to know that I am her step sister.

As soon as I got discharged from the hospital, she came with me to help me pack my bags. Well... what I had to pack was my clothes, laptop and some files and papers. Now... I would be closer to him. He walked by my side on the stair case and I felt a sudden pain in my ankle. Prakriti was coming with the bags so she was at back of us. However... I had twisted my leg. It pained very much and he scooped down immediately and asked "What happened?". His soft voice sounded blissful. I felt loved and wanted but I have to push these feelings away. Because... he is not mine. "Aditi... what happened?", he asked this time irritated. "Nothing... just I guess... ankle is sprained...", I uttered. "Oh gosh!!! what is really wrong with you? At first you yourself become a doctor and end up in a hospital, then you sprain your leg.... Why can't you carry yourself carefully?", he gently scolded me which were more like concern. I wish I could drag you with me wherever I go.... I wish I had you for all my life to care for me. "Now what are you looking at?", he asked and then I realized that I had been gawking at him since long. "No... Nothing", I muttered as I tried to stand up. But again I fell in his arms as I lost my balance. I gawked at him again as he looked dip into my empty eyes which had nothing rather than pain and LOVE! But he would never understand it. I hesitantly dragged my eyes away and tried to stand straight which was definitely now a difficult task for me. I whined in pain while taking his arm as a support. "Guys... Yaar help me with the luggage...", Prak came from behind. "What happened Aditi?", she asked as she saw me limping. "Sprained foot" darshan informed in disdain. "Shit man! Aditi... why don't you take care of yourself?", Prak too started to scold me. What were they trying to do? Bringing me back to their lives? But it was impossible. With their support, I reached their flat and Darshan unlocked the door which led the way to his flat. As I entered in, my eyes wandered around the room. It was completely filled with their photos, smiling, playing, ruffling each other's hair and many more... I felt like betrayed even if I knew it should happen. Tears built up in my waterline which were ready to rain any time soon but I held them back. Darshan, after locking the door helped me to sit on the sofa. "You guys look cute together...", I said as I took a photo placed on the table. "This was the photo that was taken when we were at Goa for a vacation", Prak explained and I smiled. They lied to me. They said that it was difficult for them after me but they were happy. I thought they needed me... I thought to give them a chance but that was so-not-happening. They were happy together. "Will you guys have coffee?" Darsh... I mean Darshan asked, disrupting our conversation. "Yeah.. sure... my love", Prak exclaimed as Darshan said something to her in sign language. May be not to speak like that in front of him. But why? "Arre Darsh... she is a friend no... So it is not a problem if I call you whatever", she said and it strengthened my belief that they shared a great bond and I feared I would bring a crack in their bond. "Still...", Darshan rolled his eyes. After a moment, Darshan appeared with a balm in his hand and signaled Prak to apply it on my feet. She nodded her head and he disappeared in the kitchen. "Are you jealous?", Prak asked while applying the balm. "Huh.. What?", I asked in disbelief even if I understood what she meant. "I know you love him...", she said and I gave a serious look. "Ha ha ha... Aditi... look at your face... you look like a timid child... Darsh missed out this... man I was joking.... ", she said which relieved me... But this one joke took the hell life out of me. Because... each word was true.

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